Reality
(from The Contemplative Quarry: 1915)Only a starveling singer seeks
The stuff of songs among the Greeks.
Juno is old,
Jove's loves are cold;
Tales over-told.
By a new risen Attic stream
A mortal singer dreamed a dream.
Fixed he not Fancy's habitation,
Nor set in bonds Imagination.
There are new waters, and a new Humanity.
For all old myths give us the dream to be.
We are outwearied with Persephone;
Rather than her, we'll sing Reality.
Anna Wickham (1883-1947), real name Edith Alice Mary Harper
English-Australian modernist poet
Interesting idea. I am reading the new translation of The Odyssey by Emily Wilson. It does feel like a new song.
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